A King's Labor
Chapter 3. The Pushing
-1340 words | mpreg, birth, elven customs, public masturbation
The court healers had instructed him many times:Labor was very personal, every elf experienced it differently. Some could deliver a babe after only a couple of weeks of contractions, for others it took a few months.
It all depended on the elf’s traits as well as the line of work, for example. The more active lifestyle, the faster the birth. No one could predict Aldoran’s experience, but the healers had assured him that being the king of the elves, his labor would come naturally to him and delivery would be easy even if he had been blessed with twins.
Complications in childbirth were extremely rare among the elves, but still, the king was nervous. He felt he had gone too often to seek the reassurance of the healers and every time they had told him all was as should have been. He was worried for no reason, and he had a long time past stopped bothering the healers. He had to believe in himself.
He had been instructed to move as much as possible to help the labor progress. Sitting or lying still was what prolonged birth. Once his waters had broken it was especially important to keep active as to deliver faster. Once he would feel the urge to push, then he could start stretching his anus in preparation for the delivery. He still would have multiple days or even weeks to stretch himself big enough.
After the breaking of his waters, everything had become a torment for the king. The contractions became much closer together, now giving him rest merely for a few minutes at a time. It had been a week already since the dramatic bursting of his amniotic sac, but still, he wasn’t pushing. The other nobles had said one would know when to push. That you cannot ignore the urge. But still, Aldoran hadn’t felt it.
”It will come when the time is right. When the babes want to come out.” Everyone had said, and Aldoran believed them. Every day he was speaking to his bulging belly, asking the babies gently to come out of him. They squirmed inside him at all times, the space clearly becoming tight for them. But still, his belly only felt bigger with each passing day. Surely they couldn’t grow any more this close to being delivered?
Aldoran was having dinner in the dining hall when yet again a sharp contraction seized his belly. His fork clattered to the plate as his hands flew to his aching dome. No matter how long his labor had continued, he was not getting used to the pain. It was only becoming more unbearable as time passed.
”Ah!” he hissed sharply, moving his hips back and forth as he kept rubbing his belly. The babies squirmed inside so harshly. As Aldoran looked down he saw the kicks and punches through his robes. His belly was alive at all times, and he tried to calm the squirming beings inside to no avail.
”Hng… just come out. Please,” he whispered, and just like that his plea was heard. He felt as if something nudged inside him so low, and then suddenly he was unable to sit anymore. An uncomfortable feeling had exploded in his lower back and he yelped and pushed himself standing with the help of the table.
Then he felt it. Like everyone had said: the urge. It came with the intensity of the contraction and started at the top of his belly, but stayed at the very bottom, almost in his backside. Aldoran, one hand holding onto the table and the other one grabbing his belly, pushed.
”Hooo hnnng!” he heaved, unable to stop himself once he had started. He felt fluid trickle out of him and suddenly his delivery felt too quick. He gasped for breath before continuing to bear down. His stance widened on instinct to make more room between his legs.
”Argh!” Aldoran groaned as he held his belly and pushed. His face had taken a pink shade and his legs were trembling. The food had gone cold.
A polite cough caught Aldoran’s attention and his alarmed eyes turned to look at the servant in the corner.
”If I may remind the king to take a breath and a break. You mustn’t use too much of your strength at the beginning like this”, the man said and gestured with his hand for Aldoran to sit.
”Nnngh…” he moaned as he tried to relax, but his instincts told him to birth this baby now. Reason told him it wouldn’t be coming anytime soon. He moaned low in his throat and even though the contraction was still gripping his belly, he bit his lip and relaxed. Air was moving in and out of his lungs in short puffs and he was rubbing his tight belly vigorously, hoping the contraction would ease.
“Oooh… yes, thank you,” Aldoran said airily and sat heavily back down on his chair. His legs felt weak.
After finishing his meal he pushed himself up with the help of the table and as he stood, his hands went to the underside of his belly. Everything inside felt so much lower. It almost felt as if the babe would fall right out of him. He grunted as he took a step forward. It was more uncomfortable than before he had started pushing. The child had certainly moved lower already.
Aldoran left the dining hall and turned to the corridor leading to his chambers. Halfway through the journey, his gait halted as he felt the pain once again starting at the very small of his back and traveling toward the base of his belly. He leaned on the wall for support as his other hand came to rest on the huge dome squeezing painfully.
“Oh ohh— ah! Hnngh!” he could not keep from moaning as he bore down on pure instinct. He could not help it, it was as if his body was working on its own. He pushed, and as he did so he spread his legs and bent his knees. His belly was wild with movement and as he rubbed the dome from the tip of the belly to the very base, he could feel the enlarging bulge nearing his pubic area.
“Oh god, it’s coming…” the king gasped as he heaved for breath in the empty hallway. He felt the panic rise in his chest. It all felt too fast. He was giving birth!
”Argh! No!”
His hand left his belly as it flew to the back of his robes and slipped inside his trousers. Hastily his fingers touched his asshole which was wet with birthing fluids and a single digit slipped inside easily. Immediately a second one followed and Aldoran’s hips bucked as his cock jerked against the underside of his belly.
As he pushed, he could feel his passage tensing and he couldn’t help but thrust his fingers deep inside. His cock was jutting against the bulging underside of the baby-filled belly and as Aldoran pushed and thrust his fingers into himself, his hips were bucking uncontrollably to fuck his cock against his belly.
”Ohh gah! It’s coming…” Once again heaving for breath and pushing again, the babe inside his belly squirmed and Aldoran moaned low in his throat, shoving a third finger so violently in his ass that his cock erupted into a blinding orgasm.
When he came to, the contraction had eased and he found himself leaning against the wall still, fingers deep inside his ass. His trousers were wet from both his seed and the leaking fluids from his labor. He was panting and his legs were trembling. The babies inside him continued to squirm in their confines.
He looked around and to his dismay met the eyes of two guards that had been patrolling the corridor. They did not say a word, only closed their open mouths and nodded before turning on their heels and walking off.
”Oh…” Aldoran sighed heavily, grabbing his belly again to carry it to his quarters.